BTS Mini Stories!

Yoonmin | SMS

Jimin dramatically sighed as he felt his heart throb in his chest. Jin took this as a cue to give him attention.

"Spit it out."

"I want someone to love me."

Jimin plopped onto his bed next to Jin, who was comfortably scrolling through his instagram feed. Jin knew Jimin was in his drunk lonely mood. It was Friday night and the boy had about more than half a bottle of champagne to himself. It wasn't anything particularly uncommon.

Although jimin claimed that he drank in order to get away from the loneliness in his heart; Jin knew it to be on the contrary. Jin only sighed before having the same countless conversations he did with his buzzed friend Jimin.

"Is there anyone specific that you want to love you?"

"Min Yoongi."

Jin kept his eyes glued to his screen as he occasionally double tapped it. He felt bad for the boy. As he himself knew that Jimin craved and needed much love and attention. And there was only so much Jin could give him; as it never fully satisfied Jimin. Because what Jimin craved was a lot deeper than just platonic love and affection.

"Why don't you..."

Jin sighed as he felt a lump of future regret halt him back from continuing his suggestion. He didn't want to completely ruin Jimin's life or have the boy slaughter him tomorrow morning for tonight's possible events. He didn't know much about this Min Yoongi guy other than the fact Jimin really loved him. The older sighed, swallowing the lump and continuing on.

This is the only way to get him to stop being a pussy.

"Why don't you just message him?"

Jimin quickly looked at his best friend as soon as the question left his mouth. For once, Jin looked back at him too.

"I... what would I say to him?"

Many thoughts ran through Jin's brain. He hadn't really thought this far into the plan.

"I guess, confess to him. Tell him that you like him and that you wanna take him out."

Jimin's heart raced at the idea. It was something he had wanted to do but was too scared to. With the Youngers silence, Jin knew that he had to give him some confidence and a push so he continued on.

"If you don't want to completely embarrass yourself, you can do a lyric prank text. Well, without the prank part; unless it back fires. Just text him lyrics from a song that gives him the message you like him and stuff, and there. You've confessed. And if he ends up rejecting you or something, just say it's a lyric prank and make up some bullshit about doing it for a YouTube video and stuff."

Jimin sat quietly, his eyes focused on Jin. The idea processes through his mind slowly. Jimins heart raced faster as he became thrilled about the idea. It was a perfect plan. There was nothing to really loose if he did this.

Although Jin had a small pool of fear, this also excited Jin. As it was something different from usual and he was eager to see the outcome of it all.

"What song should it be?"

Jimin opened up his text messages and stared at Yoongi's name as he waited for his best friend to respond. Jin, not having enough energy, didn't really bother to go on a hunt. Googling 'boyfriend song,' and doing a little bit of reading, he got his answer.

"Boyfriend by Big Time Rush."

Jimin clicked on his and Yoongi's messages as he got ready to type.

"Okay so before we actually do this, send him a message to see if he's awake or not because all of this can only happen if he is."

Jimin obeyed as he quickly typed into the chat box.

To Yoongi ♡ :
Hi

Jimin looked at Jin for more directions. A surge of anxiety ran through his body.

"Okay let's wait a few-"

Jimin looked down at his phone as it buzzed softly in his hands.

From Yoongi ♡:
Hey.

"Hyung he's awake oh my god.." Jimin internally began freaking out. Jin on the other hand became secretly increasingly excited.

"Alright, alright. Just say a simple how are you and after he responds says how are you back, we'll go from there. I'm gonna rearrange the order of lyrics a little bit though so it sounds smooth and not weird."

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big time rush is such a good band i think it was the first band i ever stanned in my lifE